I feel that some people have a misconception of me due to the two piercings in my nose and the bitch mask left at my doorstep that soldered to my face, -crank that Jim Carrey.
To clear some things up, I like my nose piercings, obviously. But I am not a piercing fanatic. I actually hate belly button and tongue rings. And I have previously and unintentionally let one hole in my nose heal, an action I plan to one day regret. However, the only regret I will ever have in regards to actually piercing my nose will be the thought of other people perceiving me as someone I am not. And it isn’t because I care about what you think, it’s because I care about the impression I am leaving and missing out on friendships with potentially ballin ass people. If one nose piercing and a white tattoo is still too much for you then, you know, whatever.
To the latter of my misconceptions, “The Bitch Face”, I simply cannot help it. I don’t know what my face looks like in casual day-to-day activity, do you?? Theory has it: my face naturally falls to portray that of a carefree hustler, OR I hate my life and all of the passersby that I subconsciously make eye-contact with to give off the sense that they’ve been doomed to hell. I can assure you that second one is not the case. SO, if you think I don’t like you because at one point or another I gave you the death stare, consider this entry. Or if you think that I gave you the death stare and was nice to you post-death stare and you thought that maybe I was being fake, consider this entry.
That’s pretty much it though. If you still think I am a masochistic piercing demon then that’s cool. Also, if you’re rethinking your opinion of me and might possibly give my pierced bitch face a chance next time, you should first know I partake in grand theft auto, kidnapping, and I’ll be the first to disregard the safety on my glock. Hollaa